Thirst for You My mouth shamelessly plunges into yours, sucking your breath, drinking your honey. The wet kiss ignites the heat, tracing your body like a chisel. My tongue slides, profane, thirsty, tracing paths across your body. Saliva drips, skin heats up, in the exact rhythm of our lust. I hold your mouth with hunger and desire, sliding my lips over your softness. The heat intensifies with each touch, wanting you whole and all at once. I trace a wet trail down your neck, while your hand squeezes my hip. This naughty, hot, delicious kiss awakens the desire my mind forbade. I choke on your stifled moan, swallowing you whole in this immersion. The hottest kiss has ever been allowed: we are saliva, skin, and lust.